by Tasha Black
And then his tongue was stroking her lovingly, coaxing her tension up with long, slow sweeps until she whimpered beneath him, hips quivering.
He hummed appreciatively.
The reverberations from his voice fluttered through her and Honey tangled her fingers in his hair, angled her hips up frantically.
But Kitt, for once, was in no hurry. He continued to fondle her with his tongue with a firm, leisurely intensity.
And Honey realized, glancing at the frozen raindrops, that they really did have all the time in the world.
She forced herself to relax slightly, opening her eyes to distract herself with the view of the wooden ceiling.
As if sensing that she was becoming the master of herself, Kitt immediately drew his attentions upward, flicking her clit lightly with the tip of his cruel tongue.
Honey cried out and sank her nails into the table.
But Kitt licked his way downward again, leaving her poor body screaming for more.
Then she felt him press a finger against her opening. She was so satiny wet and eager, he had no trouble penetrating her.
“Oh,” he murmured into her as they both absorbed the sensation of her sex throbbing around his finger.
He applied himself to her again with his tongue, lashing at her wildly now, as if he were overcome with his own lust.
Honey lifted her hips to help him find the right pace, and prayed he wouldn’t stop this time.
At last he swirled his tongue around her swollen clit.
Honey whimpered and he flicked and suckled on it, and began to move his finger gently inside her.
For one towering instant Honey’s lust was coiled so tightly she thought she would die.
Then she flew apart, moaning with otherworldly ecstasy as she climaxed, quivering and throbbing on his mouth and hand in waves of pleasure that seemed to go on and on.
At last he crawled on top of her, cupping her face in his large hand.
“Kitt,” she whispered.
“Honey, I need you.” His voice was tight with desire.
She opened her arms to him, an invitation.
“Are you ready?” He sounded concerned.
She smiled up at him and nodded. “Please,” she said.
He parted her thighs with his knee and settled between them, kissing her neck, her breasts, her cheeks.
“I will always love you, Honey,” he promised her. “I’m the luckiest man in the world.”
“I love you too, Kitt,” she laughed. “But I think I’m the lucky one.”
“I’m going to try to make you feel that way,” he told her earnestly.
But with his big body on top of hers, she was getting distracted. Honey pulled him close and kissed him as seductively as she knew how.
He responded instantly, devouring her mouth.
She reached between them to gently caress his erection.
He groaned and his cock throbbed in her hand. It was truly enormous, Honey was glad Kitt seemed to be a gentle lover.
“Kitt,” she said. “I want you to be inside me.”
“Yes,” he growled, “but please be very still.”
She wrapped her hands around his shoulders and closed her eyes.
Then she felt the heat of him parting her, sliding over her distended clitoris and pressing against her opening.
She was so slippery wet and ready for him, but it still stung and his girth stretched her to the edge of pain as he eased his way slowly inside.
He held still when he was fully seated.
Honey tried to relax around him. After a moment the pinch was gone and her whole body was filled with euphoria.
“Oh, Honey,” he whispered.
She wished they could freeze this moment forever, but her body was already pulling at her, demanding more.
“Please,” she whispered.
He eased himself slowly out and then pressed inside her again.
“Oh,” she whimpered, already so close it seemed impossible.
He gave her another stroke, then another.
She shamelessly lifted her hips up to meet him, sinking her nails into his shoulders, begging him for more.
“Oh, Honey,” Kitt groaned and began to give her the piston-like strokes she craved.
Honey cried out as he slid a hand between them to toy with her clitoris.
She came again in a series of ecstatic convulsions. The sensation of climaxing around his huge girth was almost unbearably pleasurable and Honey was seeing stars by the time it was finished.
Then Kitt caught his breath and she felt him swell impossibly inside her, filling her with his seed as he loudly roared out his pleasure.
Chapter 31
Kitt’s mind and body reeled.
Honey had accepted him, with her heart and with her body. And he had claimed her, was actually inside her.
She lay beneath him, looking smug and sated, and his heart was filled with her.
“Kitt,” she murmured, stroking his hair.
He loved her touch, leaned into it like the cat back at the lab in Stargazer.
They stayed just like that for a moment, her hand in his hair, echoes of pleasure still coursing through them.
At last he leaned down to rest his forehead against hers.
“Now what, my love?”
“Are you hungry?” She looked hopeful.
He laughed. “Yes, I am hungry.”
“Let’s go find something to eat.”
“First we have to go back,” he said.
She looked at him quizzically and he gestured to the rain outside, still frozen.
“Oh,” she said.
“Close your eyes, it’s easier,” he told her.
She obeyed and he gave a mental push to the time-space continuum.
Honey opened her eyes just in time to see the rain begin to fall.
“Amazing,” she breathed.
He smiled and held out her clothes to her.
They dressed quickly and walked back down the hillside.
It was the same hillside and the same dark mountain overlooking the same crystalline lake, but somehow everything seemed different now to Kitt. The sky was wider, the mountain steeper, the water gleamed more brightly under the pale moon.
And Honey’s hand was warm in his.
Yes, all was right with the world.
He could only hope his brothers might taste of this happiness with mates of their own.
They reached the big house again and made their way to the ballroom.
Chapter 32
Honey led Kitt inside.
Though a lifetime seemed to have passed for the two of them, the scene at the ballroom was not unlike it had been when they left. Staff and guests were laughing and dancing.
Indiana noticed them come in. He gave Kitt a significant questioning look.
Kitt grinned and Indiana winked at him delightedly.
“Did you just somehow… tell him?” Honey sounded scandalized.
“Only that you have accepted me,” Kitt said. “Though you can hardly blame him for guessing the rest. You’re completely irresistible.”
She laughed and smacked him on the shoulder, which he knew was a gesture of fondness, not an invitation to a duel.
“Brother,” Remington said, approaching them.
Addy and Nikki were at the big table in the back, piling two plates with food.
“Excuse me,” Honey said, heading off to find her friends.
“Hey, that was quick,” Nikki said. “Did you guys work things out?”
“Uh, yeah,” Honey said, realizing it was going to be hard to convey to what extent they had worked things out when it seemed like they had been gone for only ten minutes.
“Whoa,” Addy said, putting down her plate and turning to Honey. “You guys are together, aren’t you?”
Honey smiled. “Yeah.”
“You know that’s a big deal for them, right?” Nikki sounded worried. “Kitt can’t just move on if you break up.”
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p; “We’re not going to,” Honey said thoughtfully.
“What about the curse?” Addy teased.
“We’re not going to date,” Honey said. “We’re going to get married.”
“What?”
“Addy, I know it sounds crazy, but I know what I’m doing,” Honey said. “Do you trust me?”
“You know I do,” Addy admitted.
“I’ve got this,” Honey said.
“I think she does,” Nikki said slowly.
“So, um, what about you guys?” Honey tried to hide her smile as she watched several expressions cross each woman’s face in rapid succession.
“What do you mean?” Nikki asked in a strangled voice.
“I’m good,” Addy said. “Remington and I are just friends.”
“Ladies, would you like to dance?”
Honey nearly dropped her plate when she realized Kitt and his brothers were right behind them.
“Sure,” she smiled up at her mate.
Just then the doors swung open and someone switched on the harsh overhead lights.
“Party’s over,” a deep voice shouted.
For one terrible moment Honey was sure it was Wade Travers.
But when she looked over, she saw that although he looked and sounded like Wade, the man was older - a large silver haired man in a blue polo shirt, his face pink and convulsed with anger.
The guests went silent and someone cut the music.
“Mr. Travers,” Malik said with a big smile as he rushed to the man. “We’re so glad that you could join us. What are you drinking tonight, my friend?”
“I’m not drinking and neither is anyone else,” Travers yelled. “My son is in jail, apparently because he boinked some stupid dancer on your staff. I’m here to let you all know that I’m pulling my shares in this hell hole. Your party is over because this place is going to close down.”
He turned on his heel and marched out, with Malik following behind as if to appease him.
“False alarm, party’s back on,” the head tennis coach yelled with gusto.
The music came back on, but the guests were all huddled in groups discussing what had just happened. Many faces were looking Honey’s way.
Kitt put an arm around her and faced her back toward the buffet, effectively blocking them from the staring.
Honey was grateful to know he had her back - literally if necessary.
Addy looked her in the eyes. This was bad.
“Can he really do that?” Nikki sounded alarmed.
“Yes,” Addy said. “He can do that. He’s a major stakeholder in Maxwell’s. If he wants to sell the other owners probably can’t afford to buy him out. They’d have to shut down and sell the land.”
“I can’t let that happen,” Honey said. “This is all my fault.”
“This is all Wade’s fault for being a monster,” Addy said dismissively. “But we still don’t have to let it happen. Want to get out of here? Go someplace and make a plan?”
Honey noticed Remington smiling proudly at Addy.
“Sure,” she said. “Let’s go to the diner on 320. Get some pancakes.”
“It’s a date,” Indiana said.
“No,” Honey and Kitt said at once.
“Okay,” Indiana agreed, sounding puzzled. “It’s not a date.”
“Come on,” Addy said, “let’s get out of here. Between the six of us we’ll figure this out.”
They headed for the doors, Kitt and Honey in the lead followed by Addy and Remington and Nikki and Indiana. The crowd seemed to part for them and the beat of the music matched their pace.
Kitt smiled down at Honey, love and pride in his gray eyes.
That look told Honey everything she needed to know.
There was nothing they couldn’t take on together.
***
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Remington (Sample)
Addy
Addy Barnes was having a hard time staying focused.
She stared at the trees out the window and tried to ignore the tempting heat of Remington’s big body pressed against hers in the crowded backseat.
Her best friend, Honey McCarthy, was driving the car, with her boyfriend Kitt beside her. On the other side of the backseat Addy’s other roommate, Nikki, sat next to tall, dark and handsome Indiana.
The car bumped a bit over the gravel road that led from Maxwell’s employee parking lot out to the main road.
Remington put a hand on Addy’s knee, ostensibly to prevent her from flying into the front seat, though of course she had a seat belt on.
His warm touch sent a jolt of desire through her, so strong it made her gasp.
How was this possible?
The one guy who was off limits to her was the only one who had ever been able to affect her so deeply.
“You okay back there?” Honey sounded positively jovial from her position in the front seat. And well she should. She had just gotten practically engaged to a hunk she’d met all of three days ago.
The whole thing was a cautionary tale for Addy.
Don’t mess with aliens.
Not if you want to go to med school.
Problem was, her body wasn’t listening to that excellent advice, and neither was her imagination.
“Fine, Honey,” Addy replied distractedly.
Her head was already in fantasy land. She leaned her head against the cool glass of the window, and let her eyes slip closed.
***
Addy was naked and covered in jewels. The purple sand of an alien planet slid between her toes as she waited for Remington.
He was naked as well, though still resplendent in nothing more than the thick collar that encircled his muscular neck. His chest was covered in small tattoos and his is blond hair had grown long enough to brush his broad shoulders as he studied her with those piercing blue eyes.
Addy reached her arms out to him.
Remington moved toward her, murmuring something in another language. The purple sand swirled around her ankles in a breeze that carried with it the scent of an ancient sea.
She felt a buzz at her throat and reached up to find a leather collar, similar to his. It was clear the collars were communicators of some kind, because as it buzzed, his thoughts were right in her head.
Need you, want you, beautiful mate…
He stopped when he was nearly touching her, then reached out to gently cup her cheek in his hand.
She turned to kiss his palm, greedily inhaling the masculine scent of him.
He gasped, then pulled her close, kissing her passionately.
Addy wrapped her legs around his waist, whimpering with hunger for the thick throb of his cock against her heat.
But he laid her down on a floating cushion.
Beautiful woman.
He stroked her hair, and lovingly removed a diamond-encrusted pendant from around her neck.
His light touch left trails of pleasure along her collarbone and chest.
Addy sighed with pleasure, her nipples stiffening, begging for his touch.
But Remington took her hand and slid an emerald ring from her finger, then clicked open a silver cuff bracelet with a loud pop and slid it off her wrist.
He turned his attentions lower, plucking a diamond from her navel.
Addy held her breath as Remington’s rough fingers slid along her hips releasing a strand of pearls.
He knelt between her legs to retrieve two golden cuffs from around her ankles.
She looked up into the velvet sky. The stars seemed so close. Three moons moved in a slow waltz just above her.
At her feet, Remington made a small sound of satisfaction in the back of his throat.
She was free of the jewels. Free of everything that separated her from him.
He slid his big hand
s up her calves and thighs, parting her legs, allowing his thumbs to brush the hollows between her thighs and her sex.
Addy could feel herself growing slick with need.
Oh, my mate…
He leaned in and lapped at her without penetrating.
Addy whined and felt her hips lifting of their own accord.
Remington growled and parted her with his thumbs, feasting on her tender flesh, plunging his tongue inside to taste the creamy evidence of her desire.
She cried out, sliding her hands through his hair.
Remington turned his attentions higher, flicking at her clit lightly with his tongue as his index finger pressed inside her.
Addy felt the pleasure coiling up inside her, the tension pulling at her like a weight. She just needed a little more contact with his teasing tongue to push her over the edge.
Addy.
***
“Addy,” Honey said loudly. “Earth to Addy.”
Everyone was laughing.
Oh god, she had been completely lost in her thoughts. What was wrong with her?
“Yeah?” She pretended to be annoyed.
Hell, she was annoyed. That fantasy had just been getting to the good part.
“We only wanted to know if you were okay with going to the diner,” Nikki said kindly.
“Sure, wasn’t that the plan?”
“There’s an Italian place that just opened on Spruce,” Honey said. “But I think we all prefer the diner. Right, Kitt?”
“Yes, my love,” Kitt said from his place in the passenger seat. The way he looked at Honey, like he wanted to devour her, was enough to make Addy want to tell them to get a room.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the back seat, Indiana had an arm around Nikki. Nikki looked a little uncomfortable, but she wasn’t exactly asking him to remove it.
Indiana noticed Addy looking and winked at her.
She smiled back. Indy was a funny guy. He seemed really comfortable in his new human skin, a born mischief maker.
Remington, on the other hand, sat stiffly beside her. He was staring between Kitt and Honey, out onto the road ahead of them. God only knew what he was thinking about.
Of the three men, Remington seemed the most alien. Maybe that was what made Addy so hot for him - the contrast between his very human, very masculine biology and that otherworldly look in his eyes.
